Ghost Lyrics

The song Ghost is performed by Clutch in the album named Blast Tyrant in the year 2004 .



The leather soles go shufflin' in
Stinking of smoke and ten cent gin
Now who will toast our noble host
Who has this mornin' given up the ghost?

The wooden coffer hand to hand
Kind words are offered, silent prayers
But she is satisfied the most
While stabbing madly at the roast

The rib of Adam, the eyes of Eve
The sons of Cain receive no reprieve
The rib of Adam, the eyes of Eve
The sons of Cain receive no reprieve

The creditor rides with his men
The death of debtors, he won't forgive
They repossess his silver eyes
Now in the potter's field, he lies

The rib of Adam, the eyes of Eve
The sons of Cain receive no reprieve
The rib of Adam, the eyes of Eve
The sons of Cain receive no reprieve

Waitin' for a dead man's shoes
Have you heard the latest news?
Lazarus is back from the dead
Lookin' as one would expect

Drippin' with the waters of Sheol
Babblin' about body and soul
And then he found his wife in their bed
Buck, naked and already wed

The tax collector beneath his sheets
The door swings open, floorboards creak
Now who will toast our noble host
Who has this mornin' given up the ghost?

The rib of Adam, the eyes of Eve
The sons of Cain receive no reprieve
The rib of Adam, the eyes of Eve
The sons of Cain receive no reprieve

The rib of Adam, the eyes of Eve
The sons of Cain will receive no reprieve
The rib of Adam, the eyes of Eve
The sons of Cain will receive, will receive



Clutch - Blast Tyrant

Mar 2004

  1. Mercury
  2. Profits Of Doom
  3. The Mob Goes Wild
  4. Cypress Grove
  5. Promoter (Of Earthbound Causes)
  6. The Regulator
  7. Worm Drink
  8. Army Of Bono
  9. Spleen Merchant
  10. (In The Wake Of) The Swollen Goat
  11. Weather Maker
  12. Subtle Hustle
  13. Ghost
  14. (Notes From The Trial Of) La Curandera
  15. Wysiwyg

Ghost